EVA'S POVIt was my first day at work, and I was bursting with excitement. I had been up since dawn, too nervous and thrilled to sleep. My outfit was carefully chosen, and I had triple-checked my bag for everything I might need. The clock ticked slowly, but finally, it was time. Sophie, my best friend, had promised to come to my apartment so we could go to work together.I heard a knock at the door. Before I could even reach for the handle, Sophie burst in, her energy filling the room."Good morning!" she sang, looking effortlessly stylish as always. "Ready for our big day?""Ready as I'll ever be," I said with a grin, feeling my nerves ease a little."Great! Let's go!" Sophie grabbed my hand and practically dragged me out of my apartment. We hurried down the hallway, but instead of heading to the elevator, she made a sharp turn."Uh, Sophie, the elevator's this way," I pointed out."Change of plans," she said, not breaking her stride. "We’re going to get Tristin to drive us."I groan
EVA'S POV"So, what’s the newbie’s role at the company?" Tristin asked, glancing at me in the rearview mirror."I’m starting as a junior marketing assistant," I said, trying to sound confident. "It’s not a big role, but I’m excited to learn."Tristin nodded, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Just don’t let Sophie boss you around too much. She has a tendency to take over.""I do not!" Sophie protested, swatting him on the arm."Sure you don’t," he said dryly. "Just remember, you're not the CEO yet."Sophie huffed and crossed her arms, staring out the window. I bit back a laugh, grateful for their banter. It was distracting me from my nerves.As we pulled up to the towering office building, I felt my heart rate pick up. This was it—my first real job. Sophie hopped out of the car, practically bouncing with energy."Thanks for the ride, Tristin," she said, leaning in through the window. "You’re a lifesaver.""Yeah, yeah," he replied. "Good luck today. Both of you."We wat
EVA'S POVAs we finished our lunch, Sophie’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and rolled her eyes. "Great. Another meeting. Catch you later, guys," she said, standing up and heading for the door.I turned to Megan, curiosity getting the better of me. "What exactly is Sophie’s position here?"Megan chuckled, taking a sip of her coffee. "Sophie is the Vice President."My eyes widened. "Wow, that’s impressive. And what about Tristin?""He’s the President," Megan said, smiling at my surprised expression. "The two of them practically run the place."I blinked, trying to process this new information. "No wonder they bicker so much. That must make things... interesting.""You have no idea," Megan said, shaking her head. "They’re always at each other's throats, but they also make a great team. It’s kind of a love-hate thing.""Sounds complicated," I said, thinking back to their banter in the car."It is," Megan agreed. "But they balance each other out. Sophie is all about innovation an
TRISTIN'S POVThe day had been long, and as I finally headed back to my apartment, I felt the weight of the countless meetings and decisions. Running a company was no small feat, especially with Sophie constantly pushing her ambitious ideas. Not that I didn't appreciate her drive—it was one of the reasons we made such a good team, even if we were often at loggerheads.I stepped into my apartment, a sleek, modern space that felt more like a sanctuary from the chaos of the corporate world. I tossed my keys on the kitchen counter and poured myself a glass of scotch. The rich, amber liquid was a welcome comfort.As I took a sip, my mind wandered back to the events of the day. Specifically, to Eva. There was something about her—her enthusiasm, her nervous smile—that I found endearing. It was rare for me to feel a connection with new employees, but Eva was different. She had a spark, and I couldn't help but admire her determination.I smirked, remembering her reaction to the car. Sophie and
TRISTIN'S POV"Don’t you love me anymore, Tristin?"I felt a pang of guilt. Despite our issues, I did care for Livia. But our relationship had become strained, and moments like these only added to the tension."Of course, I do," I said, sitting down next to her. "But we need to talk about this. You can’t keep doing this, Livia. It’s not fair to either of us."She leaned her head on my shoulder, her breath smelling of alcohol. "I’m sorry," she murmured. "I just miss you. We hardly see each other anymore.""I know," I said softly, wrapping an arm around her. "But we need to find a better way to deal with this. For both our sakes."We sat in silence for a while, Livia gradually dozing off. My mind drifted back to Eva again, and I couldn’t help but wonder how she was settling in. It was odd, feeling this protective urge toward her. I barely knew her, but something about her had struck a chord.I shook my head, focusing on the woman beside me. Whatever I felt about Eva would have to stay b
EVA'S POVThe next morning, I arrived at the office feeling a mixture of excitement and fear. My first day had gone well, but I knew there was still so much to learn and prove. As I settled into my desk, I couldn’t stop but to notice that the atmosphere in the office had changed somehow. People were whispering but I brushed it off, focusing on my tasks.About an hour into my work, Sophie stopped by my desk. "Hey, Eva," she said, a hint of concern in her voice. "Did you know Livia is overseeing your department now?""Livia?" I asked, puzzled. "What is she doing here?"Sophie sighed. "Tristin’s fiancée. She’s been with the company for a while but usually works in a different division. She’s a bit... intense."My stomach dropped. "Great," I muttered, trying to hide my anxiety. "Thanks for the heads-up."I couldn’t believe it. Livia, my high school bully, was striding into the office with the same haughty expression she always wore. I hadn’t known she worked here, let alone that she was T
EVA'S POV"Let go of me, you crazy—"But Sophie cut her off. "You think you can bully her just because you’re Tristin’s fiancée? Think again!"I finally managed to get close enough to grab Sophie’s arm. "Sophie, please! Stop! This isn’t helping!"Sophie glanced at me, her eyes softening slightly as she saw the tears streaming down my face. She hesitated, her grip on Livia loosening just a bit.Livia took advantage of the moment and wrenched herself free, staggering back a few steps. She glared at Sophie, her expression murderous. "You’re going to regret this," she spat, straightening her disheveled hair."No, Livia," Sophie said, her voice cold and steady now. "You’re the one who’s going to regret it. You don’t get to treat people like dirt and get away with it. Not while I’m around."The tension in the room was palpable as Sophie and Livia stared each other down. I felt a mix of gratitude and fear, knowing that this confrontation would have consequences for all of us."Enough!" A com
EVA'S POV "She needs to be held accountable, Tristin. This isn’t just about Eva. It’s about the toxic environment Livia is creating.""I know," he said quietly. "And I’ll handle it. But right now, we need to focus on making sure Eva feels safe and supported here."I looked at Sophie, my eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you for standing up for me."She gave me a small, reassuring smile. "No one deserves to be treated like that, Eva. Not on my watch."As we sat in the conference room, the tension finally began to dissipate. Tristin looked between Sophie and me, his expression still serious but softened with concern."Sophie, I’ll go speak to Livia," Tristin said, his voice calm but firm. "We don’t want to escalate this any further than it already has."Sophie nodded, her demeanor relaxing a bit. "Alright, Tristin. Just make sure she understands that this kind of behavior is unacceptable.""I will," he assured her, then turned to me. "Eva, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to reach